Safety Lost (Killing the Dead Book 3) Read Free Page B

quiet. A few zombies wandered around, mainly by the club house itself. The huge number of undead we had seen heading in this direction were not around and I had some hope that they had moved past, which meant that Lily may have warned them in time.
    Of course I would still need to go into the club house to confirm that they had managed to either escape or hide away. For that I would need a weapon of some sort. I really missed my hatchet. I hadn’t encountered any problems on the journey across country to reach the golf course, but I hadn’t found anything I could use as a weapon either.
    Most of the zombies were gathered around the club house which allowed me a great deal of freedom to move around the grounds. I used that freedom to make my way unnoticed towards the car park that sat behind the clubhouse.
    When I arrived at the car park I paused. I was sure that it had contained more cars when I had been last here and I allowed myself a faint hope that Lily had arrived and made use of the cars to escape. I kept low and dashed across the open area towards the nearest car.
    I arrived unnoticed and when I tried the car door it was locked. Undeterred I moved to the next car and then the next. With just two cars left to check a door finally opened and I climbed inside. I frowned when I saw the keys in the ignition and when I lifted my gaze I saw a small bundle on the dashboard with a piece of paper attached.

    Ryan,
    If you read this then please know that we managed to get away before the undead arrived. We couldn’t wait for you but we left a bottle of water and some food. The car should work. We left another letter and package for you in the clubhouse in case you went in there first, so if it is safe to do so, you may want to go in and get that if you haven’t already. We can’t go north yet so are heading west. We will try to make it to Claire’s family place in the Lake District. I hope to see you there.
    Lily
    The smile that came was genuine. Lily was safe and had escaped the undead. More to the point she had taken the time to leave messages for me where I might find them to let me know where she was going. It was admittedly about a hundred miles of zombie infested country but it was better than sitting here doing nothing.
    Without a map it would be a difficult journey. Many of the roads would be blocked and you couldn’t get far without driving through some built up area or other. I would need weapons and supplies and a change of clothing. Pre-apocalypse I could probably have driven the distance in a few hours. Now, it would likely be days of slow travel. I turned the key and the engine roared to life.
    Zombies appeared from around the corner of the building as the noise of the engine alerted them to my presence. I checked the fuel gauge and saw that I had a little less than a full tank of petrol. Not great, but enough to get me started. I reversed out of the parking spot and then drove out of the car park, clipping the closest zombie with the corner of the bumper and grinning as it was thrown to the ground.
    My first problem would be the main roads. I would need to leave them and follow the smaller country roads. It would take longer but I had less chance of being noticed. I followed the main road for a short distance, taking my time and slowly manoeuvring around the abandoned cars that filled the road.
    I had no need to rush and until I did, I would be careful. I had had enough of walking. My ankle was still tender from the sprain that still hadn’t fully healed and the zombie grip hadn’t helped it at all.
    The day passed quickly with the sun starting to set before five in the evening. I daren’t turn on the cars headlights, in case it attracted even more attention than the engine, so I was forced to find somewhere to stop for the night.
    A number of houses could be found beside the country road I was travelling on and I saw plenty of farms. I was loathe to try a farm or the more out of the way properties as they